Giovanna Lucarelli - The Stranger

I stumbled across him, somehow
In the midst of the mindless masses


I took his hand and
We walked
And I felt real again.


We talked about everything,
And nothing.


Without noticing,
He restored the pieces of me
Which I thought I’d lost



And then he was gone.

Giovanna Lucarelli

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